Getting funky nowif I was a monkeyI’d be very very funkyan abundance of banana’smonkey bitches and a skunkybig red eyes, and a big red asschillin in my monkey bungalowmade of sticks and grass

The monkey life is the life for meNot a pirate or an MCMC spider monkeyThe fly white honkeythe king of the jungleThe pimp in the palm treesDipin, sipin on coconut wineblingin out my ringsbustin out my rhymesCrusien in my pint-sized escaladesmokin philly blunts in the shades

Monkey got it madethis monkey got it madeyeah this monkey’s got it madeyeah this monkey’s got it madeyeah this monkey’s got it madeyeah this monkey’s got it made* Escalade : brand of car* Philly Blunts: brand of cigar

Drunken WaltzThis dream I hadI was wrapped in a bagSomething kept tipping meTill I felt emptyTill I was emptyIt drains meIF you are what you eat(if you are what you eat)Maybe you think what you drinkAll this whiskey I drinkI never eatDrink my whiskey with meDrink my whiskey with meDrink my whiskey with meCome drink this whiskey with meIf you are what you eatIf you are what you eatMaybe you think what you drinkCome drink this whiskey with meCome drink this whiskey with me

Honky Tonk PorcupineI saw you wearing a very sad expression on your faceI saw you wearing this very sad expression and I thought what a disgraceI saw you wearing a very sad expression on your faceI saw you wearing a very sad expression on your faceI saw you wearing a very sad expression on your faceI saw you wearing a very sad expression on your faceI saw you wearing a very sad expression on your faceI saw you wearing a very sad expression on your face(repeats many times)I saw you wearing this very sad expression and I thought what a disgraceVery sad expression on your face

SmokeI take myself down in my own reckoningIts beckoning me onStill there is something wrong with meI don’t knowCould it beAll the smoke(all the smoke x4)Oh woe oh woe oh woe is meI drown in my own ecstasy oh woe oh woeAway away away with meI’m unimportant c’est la vieAway awayAll these thoughts roamin’ in my headWill protect me from those __ in bed (I’m not sure on this line. )So instead of nights spent warm in dreamI screamI’m a demon of LustI love it much too much (x4)Must be some demon of lustMust be holdin’ a crutchMust be some gluttonness f***I love it much too much(this is how we love it x3)Oh I’m drownin’ in smokeAnd I’m startin’ to chokeAs I pull on my __With this lighter I holdOh it’s the flame that’s delivering another fine doseOf sweet sweet smokeYes I’m drownin’ in smokeAnd I’m startin’ to chokeAs I pull on my __With this lighter I holdOh it’s the flame that’s delivering another fine doseOf sweet sweet smokeAsk me how I cope with thisI say I’m a lazy masochist I knowI love it much too much (x4)Must be some demon of lustMust be holding a crutchMust be some gluttonness f***I love it much too much(this is how we love it..)

Ugly GirlShe was young,But she liked to act younger then she was,She was dumb, But she liked to act more dumb then she was,Shes such young, dumb, impetuous thingShe said when she goes, She'll go SmilingAnd of course, she'll leave a beautiful corpseThe problem with you is the problem with this world (x3)Its an ugly one and you’re an ugly girl.She wants to be Grace Kelly, but shes got no grace.She's always falling down on her pretty pretty faceThe men call her pretty cause she's pretty funShes always after the millionaires moneyShe don’t care for anyone else but herself.She don’t care for anyone else but herself.The problem with you is the problem with this worldIts an ugly one and you’re an ugly girlThe problem with you is the problem with this worldIts an ugly one and you’re an ugly girlThe problem with you is the problem with this world(x3)Its an ugly one and you’re an ugly girlFUNKEH!Shes a high class girl in a low cut topA society girl she don’t know how to stopThe men call her pretty because she is pretty funShe always makes sure to leave the top buttons undoneIf only its you(x6)If onlyIf onlyIf only(shes an ugly girl)Shes a high class in a low cut topA society girl she don’t know how to stop(one two three four)(one two three four)

There's a story that we like to tellDown in the backroom we know so wellOn the southside side of AustinWhere these blackout monkeys woke up offten

In a dirty saloon, yes the room was a messWhere the girls are over 30 and the boys are overdressedOn the stage played the man they would callMr Orson Brawl

And his band of (?)They got that (?)

And now the floorboards are creakingAnd all the men wanna kill himBecause thier women are peakingOnly when they call

Mr Orson BrawlYou had it all all allYou had it all all allYou had it all all

Mr Orson BrawlYou had it all all allYou had it all all allYou had it all all all

Well he threw the false prophet down the wishing well oh wellHe threw the false prophet down the wishing well oh well oh oh wellNow we're talking dollars and centsE pluribus unim is

From many we've comeAnd from many we wentWell That's all done sonYou got her pregnant

Mr Orson BrawlYou had it all all allYou had it all all allYou had it all all

Mr Orson BrawlYou had it all all allYou had it all all allYou had it all all

He had a daughter oh he had a daughterYes a beautiful baby girlHe had a daughterHe had a daughterWhat did he call herHis baby girl

He had a daughterHe had a daughterHad her laughing the day she was born

He had a daughterHe had a daughterHe had a daughterAnd he called her Rock and Roll

She said "Hey big Daddy"(Hey big Daddy)He said "Hey there little daughter"

She said "Hey big Daddy"(Hey big Daddy)He said "Hey there little daughter"

She said "Hey big Daddy"(Hey big Daddy)He said "Hey there little daughter"

She said "I love you Daddy"(I love you Daddy)He said "I love you Rock and Roll"

Mr Orson BrawlYou had it all all allYou had it all all allyou had it all all

Mr Orson BrawlYou had it all all allYou had it all all allYou had it all all

JELLO

You look so good, you look like Jellooh, me and you could get down, if it were yellowyellow jello, me and you, we would make quite a pairpeople would stare and they’d dare to ask whats up with thatI said jello, lets get some yellow jello and mellowwe could be bed fellows, yeahYou and me, we’d be so slippery,if we were covered in jelloyellow jello, you and me, we’d look like quite a scenewhen we walked about on the street, covered in jelloyellow jello, we could be bed fellows, covered in yellow jelloyes, you and me, we wouldn’t mellowwatch the television, yes some kinda showany kinda show, you know, that makes us jellothat makes us yellow, yellow jelloyou like jello pudding popswell, I do too